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WHARFRAT |
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September 23, 2007 05:44:49pm |
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GratefulDead
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We Will Survive! |
Hey people hope you all had a grateful summer!
As we slip into fall we find ourselfs with so many great fall runs from so many years. So many shows from so many years.
To all the good people who have stayed on this forum through all the bull shit posts, I would like to thank you.
I look forward to reading your posts every day.
Just have to weed my way through the bad ones.
I know there will alway's be others who will try to ruin this for all of us but, We will survive. And in the end there will always be this music from this band that binds us all together. Who cares if some don't get it and want to fuck things up here. I know I don't post as much as some do
and some people don't post as much as they used to because
they are tired of the bull shit.
Hopefully all will return to normal. A forum about the GD
and friendships that have been built will grow stronger.
The good shall triumph over the bad. Sorry for this lame post but, I am looking forward to a nice fall and winter
here in NY and some great posts from some great people.
ALL THE YEARS COMBINE.... THEY MELT INTO A DREAM.
Peace, Wharf.
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Jerrob Hungar |
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September 24, 2007 02:31:32pm |
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Re: We Will Survive! |
'And in the end there will always be this music from this band that binds us all together.' - Wharfrat
'The whole thing is remembering, this is who we are. Remember who we are? We are in reality a group of misfits, crazy people, who have voluntarily come together to work this stuff out and do the best we can and try to be as fair as we possibly can with each other, and just struggle through life'. - Jerry Garcia
'I've been searching in sectors both private and dark
With the eye of a witness - silent and stark
Seen everything that goes on in the night
Things that are twisted and hide from the light
Things that live under the rock and the stone
Flesh like a fever on a platter of bone
Blacker than blackness and whiter than white
Things that live only on the edges of sight
So I pack my sack with a fistful of fire
There are cutthroats and thieves in this night of desire
Who steals this treasure must contend with its flame
Where only the strange remain
Yea, only the strange remain
Only the strange remain
Only the strange remain
Only the strange remain
Looking deep and then deeper into every face
Past beauty and wisdom, past gender and race
I see a lone hungry wolf in a shining blue flame
And only the strange remain
I'm dying of thirst with a drink in my hand
Praying for something that I don't understand
One foot on the gravel, one foot in the sky
Too reckless to live and too careful to die
When the moment has passed
With death at the door
Will I still look for answers
Will I still beg for more?
Will I slip into silence or ride with the pain
Where only the strange remain
Yea, yea, yea
Only the strange remain
Only the strange remain
Only the strange remain
Tell me friend, have you noticed of late
How only the strange remain?
I'm speaking about the cream of the strange
Not the merely weird, out of sight or insane
No, only the strange remain
Only the strange remain
They keep on talking just to rattle their teeth
A light coat of surface and nothing beneath
They're fishing for answers with love as the bait
Related to something that time doesn't date
Soon as it's spoken, it no longer applies
Words twist and stutter and deliver up sighs
If truth is impossible, so is the lie
There's no in-between, you can't swim, you can't fly
At the uttermost link at the end of our chain
Only the strange remain
Only the strange remain
In the dark of silence the strange remain
Yea, only the strange remain
Only the strange remain
Only the strange remain
Only the strange remain' - Robert Hunter
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